Chapter 884 - 494: Investiture! Four Great Dharma Protector Gods! (Part 2)

"With my current ability, I can split off four sub-mechanical sparks."

"These four mechanical sparks are second only to mine, a secondary level of mechanical spark. They can merge with the divine artifact origins of the four conceptual gods, thereby creating mechanical guardian deities that fully obey the commands of the Father God."

The God of Machinery raised his head. At this moment, the optical brain within his body began to calculate frantically.

Among countless paths, he sought the most suitable transformation method.

Yet his voice was very stable, as if nothing in this world could defeat him.

"Because these four divine artifacts are formed from conceptual deities and contain the power of the Father God, once they merge with the secondary mechanical sparks, even I, their creator, cannot control them, and their potential is immense."

"They will completely obey the Father God’s command, able to transform into countless forms to assist the Father God in conquering the cosmic starry skies."

Zheng Yi sat high in the Ninefold Celestial Palace, listened to the cold mechanical sound echoing, and nodded slightly.

He pointed his finger, and the four divine artifacts floating in front of him immediately descended from the sky to the presence of the God of Machinery.

"Since that’s the case, let’s begin. I am ready, and it’s up to you next."

The voice of the God of Machinery sounded, "Father God, rest assured. According to the calculation efficiency of my supreme optical brain, the success rate of this method is 99.999999%, almost equivalent to guaranteed success."

He extended his hand towards his spark. The supreme mechanical spark seemed to transform into a cube, constantly rotating, with mechanical patterns on it changing unpredictably, gradually cracking and splitting into four parts.

And it seemed that the God of Machinery consumed a tremendous amount of energy at this moment, as the red light in his mechanical eyes gradually dimmed.

Then the remaining main mechanical spark flew back to his chest, closing.

The God of Machinery looked up at the exalted Zheng Yi, "Please, Father God, grant blood."

Zheng Yi nodded, and four drops of soul blood flew out from the Divine Soul Will, slowly descending.

At his level, soul power and blood power were different from ordinary beings, existing only in some conceptual extreme case.

Soul is blood, and blood is soul.

As his four drops of blood fell below, even within Pure Heaven, the entire space shook.

Each drop of blood seemed like an Ancient Divine Mountain, rumbling, with terrifying gravitational forces drawing the surroundings, utterly astonishing.

If these four drops of blood fell in the outside world, they might directly cause the extinction of life on a planet.

And at this moment, the mechanical eyes of the God of Machinery flashed with unpredictable divine light.

Under his control, with Zheng Yi’s soul blood as the core, the four divine artifacts contacted the four sub-mechanical sparks, beginning a mysterious fusion.

At this moment, within Pure Heaven, there was no one else, only the God of Machinery and Zheng Yi witnessing this historic moment.

The Cyan Dragon Whip emitted boundless azure wood radiance, as if a terrifying dragon was roaring and raging.

Its immense resistance made the mechanical spark unable to integrate completely.

But as Zheng Yi’s soul blood dripped in, like an ancient divine mountain collapsing all defiance, it subdued the will of the Cyan Dragon Whip itself.

Then the mechanical spark integrated unhindered into it, creating intricate mechanical patterns, gradually penetrating the Cyan Dragon Whip.

Faintly, a dragon’s mournful wail was heard, and the entire Cyan Dragon began reorganizing. It transformed into a giant dragon entirely composed of machinery, coiling within the Thirty-Three Heavens, shrouded in countless winds and clouds.

The azure light began to flicker, as its massive dragon eyes carried a mechanical, cold glow, like a countdown, becoming brighter bit by bit.

On the other side, the enormous Vermilion Bird Fan, carrying the power of five flames, soared into the sky, seemingly turning into the origin of fire.

Yet touched by one drop of Zheng Yi’s soul blood, like a flame falling into the sea, even the Five Elements Fire Essence began to change, with countless faith shadows of spirits rising atop, worshiping.

Then, from five clusters of flames, they began splitting into hundreds of thousands of various flame forms.

From Flame Bifang, Three-legged Golden Crow, to Fire Phoenix, alongside Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, they began rotating around the giant Vermilion Bird Fan.

Then the mechanical spark merged into them, countless intricate mechanical patterns crawling within.

The original structure of the Vermilion Bird Fan thoroughly changed, turning into a completely cold mechanical form, becoming a crimson mechanical bird, its colossal form with wings spread covering the sky and sun.

Even its feathers were mechanical carvings, like Blood Divine Gold permeated with blood, surrounded by soaring flames.

Next were the Black Tortoise Tripod and White Tiger Sword, neither of which caused any waves.

With Zheng Yi’s soul blood suppressed, they smoothly integrated with the mechanical spark.

The enormous bronze tripod transformed, becoming a mechanical Black Tortoise entirely composed of machinery, its massive dragon head roaring with vibration.

While the White Tiger Sword turned entirely, its fur like mechanical blades, with an antimatter cannon barrel underneath, transforming completely into a dreadful mechanical monster of some futuristic form.

The Four Great Divine Beasts stood at the Four Extremes, with the God of Machinery at the center. Both their highest processors continually exchanged information, resulting in some mysterious transformation.

Who knows how long passed, whether it was ten years or thirty years?

At last, as the torrent of information fully interconnected, the mechanical light in the eyes of the God of Machinery gradually dimmed.

His cold voice resonated again: "Report to Father God, highest authority is now activated, please imprint the Divine Soul Mark."

Zheng Yi nodded, extending a finger and immediately splitting four strands of personal will.

Like the Heavenly Dao, they transformed into four Celestial Dao Creation Jade Discs, rushing forward and crashing into the four great mechanical divine beasts in the sky.

Instantly, the four divine beasts simultaneously howled at the sky.

Eastern Cyan Dragon roared, Western White Tiger bellowed, Southern Vermilion Bird flapped, Northern Black Tortoise hummed, echoing each other in some mysterious transformation.

In the eyes of the God of Machinery, simultaneously, the four mechanical divine beasts gazed at Zheng Yi, enthroned in the Ninefold Celestial Palace, and lowered their colossal mechanical heads.

Then, their bodies transformed, like a metamorphosis, with mechanical reassembly.

In an instant, they transformed into four giant mechanical gods of different colors.

The Cyan Dragon Divine Monarch clad in cyan divine armor, the Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch with flames burning, crimson from head to toe, bearing a feminine demeanor.

The White Tiger Divine Monarch, rebellious with dazzling white divine light, and the Black Tortoise True Monarch, with a simple visage, emitting black mysterious light.

The four divine monarchs simultaneously knelt on one knee, speaking towards the highest Zheng Yi, "Greetings, Master."

Though they were created by the God of Machinery, due to carrying Zheng Yi’s soul blood power, they felt indifferent towards the God of Machinery, merely nodding slightly in acknowledgement of their creation.

And their sole supreme ruler was the Cyan Robe Daoist, seated amidst endless Qingyun and the Great Dao.

Zheng Yi nodded, looking at the somewhat dim God of Machinery, "This time you have worked hard, go back and rest."

After speaking, he casually gestured, and the God of Machinery, without any resistance, instantly disassembled, transforming into an endless stream of information, pouring into the technological mechanical base of the Four Major Stars, once again falling into slumber.

It might take a century or two of nourishment from the mechanical civilization to return to its peak.

At this time, Zheng Yi looked up at the four mechanical guardian deities kneeling on the ground.

With one thought, the four mechanical gods spun in their original places, echoing with four distinctly different howls and roars.

In place, mechanical divine light shone brilliantly, and four different battle armors floated in the void, precisely the Cyan Dragon Divine Armor, Vermilion Bird Divine Armor, White Tiger Divine Armor, and Black Tortoise Divine Armor.

Their characteristics were also distinct.

The Cyan Dragon Divine Armor carried dense azure wood energy, containing exuberant vitality; the Vermilion Bird Divine Armor was surrounded by scorching firelight, divine fire burning, capable of incinerating everything;

The White Tiger Divine Armor seemed to contain countless metallic blades, capable of tearing everything apart, even the void could not withstand its pressure;

And the Black Tortoise Divine Armor was like a giant Ancient Divine Mountain, or an ancient black abyss that could swallow anything, unfathomable.